A man in the dark in a picture frameSo mystic and soulfulA voice reaching out in a piercing cryIt stays with you until

The feeling has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meOh, Vienna

The music is weavingHaunting notes, pizzicato stringsThe rhythm is callingAlone in the night as the daylight bringsA cool empty silenceThe warmth of your hand and a cold grey skyIt fades to the distance

The image has gone only you and IIt means nothing to meThis means nothing to meOh, Vienna